So 9 days shy of her 18th birthday which was the 29th of July, my little pup Bella Mia took a turn for the worst. She was throwing up blood and blood in her stool. So I took her to the vet and had to put her down. I cried more about this 3.8 pound dog than some of my own people that passed. I still cry sometimes when think about this little dog. She was sassy. Loved to lick. And always by my side at my desk while working from home. I miss that little pup.